The calmest toddler around

Babe #3 is super calm, so much so that we gave him a middle name that means “peaceful”. When he was a newborn and infant, he was so calm that sometimes I would forget he was even there. He was totally happy to just lay on his blanket or under a little toy and look around. In fact, when we was a few days old and had to get blood drawn from his heel for the PKU and others test, he FELL ASLEEP and stayed asleep! Who falls asleep after having their heel pricked?!!??!?!?

Once he became a toddler and started talking and walking, I started to think that maybe he wasn’t so peaceful. The child just likes to yell, and he says everything in this loud, whiny voice . . . it drives me NUTS! But really, he still is calmer than the other two. So long as he’s happy, he’s fine to just play quietly by himself, and he’s pretty easy to calm down. For example. He was in his room at naptime, and was calling out for me. I was reading to the older two, so I just said, “It’s time to sleep. Go lay down.” His response, “Okay, mommy.” He closed the door and went right to sleep! I was floored! Who is this calm baby?

Anyway, we had an incident the other day that proved that he is definitely mega-calm. (He’ll be two next week) He and I were in my sewing room. As usual, I was busy working on a project, and he was playing with the little buckets and things that I have set up for the babes. I heard him whimper and complain, and asked what was wrong. He didn’t really say anything, just complained again. I asked if he’d bonked his head or gotten hurt. Still no words. I walked over and he was standing in his classic “I’m about to poop” stance. I asked if he needed to go potty, and as usual, he said “No!” So I quick picked him up anyway and headed to the bathroom. As I was getting ready to set him on the toilet, I noticed the cause for the whimpering . . . . .

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He had a straight pin stuck through the side of his foot! It went in the bottom and came out the side!

“Oh my goodness! You have a pin in your foot!!”

The whole time he’s been whimpering and complaining. As soon as I acknowleged what had happened and moved to find a solution, he stopped whimpering and just snuggled in close to me. No crying, just snuggling. The other two would have been yelling their heads off at this point!

DH was outside, so I ordered my oldest to quickly get daddy. He came rushing in and then we came up with a plan on how to extract the pin. It took us a few minutes to get our supplies (q-tip, betadine, bandaid) and for DH to wash his hands. The whole time, not a peep from the toddler.

DH held him while I used the q-tip to cover the pointy part of the pin with betadine. We wanted to make sure it was clean before going back through the little guy’s foot. I grabbed the head of the pin and pulled it out. #3 cried for like 10 seconds. Once #2 came around and gave him a toy and comforted him, he stopped crying. I covered the pin holes with betadine and then put a bandaid on it.

And that was it. I don’t think I would have been that calm had I a pin stuck in my foot!

So, yes, I’m pretty sure we have the calmest toddler around!

Thankfully, his foot is fine, he’s walking normally, no redness or infection in sight!